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She's a face without a soul
This lady's heart is gold She's a face without a soul This lady's heart is gold Though her hands are cool they'll burn You may kiss her but you'll have to take your turn In her life you're just another bird in the sky When she says you must be ready to fly Ready to fly, up and fly away She's a face without a soul This lady's heart is gold She's a face without a soul This lady's heart is gold This lady has no love Herself, perhaps, is who she puts above Everything, and of course, everyone Knows this lady thinks she's number one Number one, yes the only one She's a face without a soul This lady's heart is gold She's a face without a soul This lady's heart is gold She's gonna fall on her face someday Find other men for her games to play I'm gonna make sure everyone knows What she is trying to do She's a face without a soul This lady's heart is gold She's a face without a soul |
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You never seem, seem to have the time to listen to what I say
How can I know just what goes on in your mind if you always walk away So what's the good, what's the good of trying And hanging around you begging for your love When it seems theres someone else in your dreams And I can't be sure of you anymore Are you growing tired of my love? Have you had too much of my love? Are you growing tired of my love? Where is the love you once gave me? And when we meet, things are not the same now, you always hurry away And all the friends that once you used to share with me are ignored now, and you're bored now I guess we're through, but still I go on hoping Because you never put it into words Can't you see you should be honest with me And I've got to find what is in your mind Are you growing tired of my love? Have you had too much of my love? Are you growing tired of my love? Where is the love you once gave me? Are you growing tired of my love? Have you had too much of my love? Are you growing tired of my love? Where is the love you once gave me? Are you growing tired of my love? Have you had too much of my love? Are you growing tired of my love? Where is the love..... |
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There's a grandfather clock in the corner
With a smile on it's face Chairs and tables, expensive labels Velvet curtains and lace Every day when I go in there I will buy a thing or two But money can't buy everything 'Cos what I really want is you Oh, Antique Angelique, you mean more to me Than everything I have Oh, Antique Angelique, you mean more to me Than everything I have Now my house is an empty garden And the shop is so bare All these things that I bought mean nothing 'Cos Angelique is still there It's too late now to forget her She means far too much to ignore Now I'm haunted with memories That I just can't stand anymore Oh, Antique Angelique, you mean more to me Than everything I have Oh, Antique Angelique, you mean more to me Than everything I have Take back the table, the velvet and lace The chairs, and the clock with the smile on it's face Take them all and stand them where they were before Antique Angelique, you mean more to me Than everything I have Oh, Antique Angelique, close the door, and now You're everything I have Antique Angelique, you mean more to me Than everything I have Antique Angelique...... |
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In a world of education there's no time for compassion
Life's a fire, never ending, bringing pain and then befriending And like a fire that burns no light And drifts to heaven, so ends another life Is there time to care, it's only fair that life goes on And on and on and on 'til in the end you can't go on So ends another life to let this world go on Don't cry for pity my friend, you never gave none There's a hunter with his gun pointing upwards to the sun Thinks a bird can feel no pain, if it can it won't again And like a fire that burns no light And drifts to heaven, so ends another life Is there time to care, it's only fair that life goes on And on and on and on 'til in the end you can't go on So ends another life to let this world go on Don't cry for pity my friend, you never gave none So ends another life to let this world go on Don't cry for pity my friend, you never gave none So ends another life to let this world go on Don't cry for pity my friend |
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He is in his room, men will be there soon
They come to smash the heaven he has known Now he's sure to know soon that he must go This backstreet dream he has to leave behind Oh, what a shame, oh what a shame He's a poor old man, poor old man Poor old man, can we help you? Things are at their worst, what should he do first? He must wonder, no one wants to know He must spread his wings, pack away his things A sack is all he needs for all he owns Tears they blind his eyes, tears blind his eyes He's a poor old man, poor old man Poor old man, can we help you at all? Poor old man, poor old man Poor old man, can we help you at all? Poor old man, poor old man Poor old man, can we help you at all? |
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Velvet curtains draw the show to a close
Our scene is over and the whole world knows Velvet curtains shut the light from my mind I leave the stage, put my memories behind How it started with a passing word How you answered and I liked what I heard Wasn't long before we fell in love And we thought we'd never part Velvet curtains draw the show to a close Our scene is over and the whole world knows Velvet curtains shut the light from my mind I leave the stage, put my memories behind How I started to depend on you How you tried to be dependable too But you found it hard to change your ways And you merely broke my heart Pretty soon I knew it had to end Still I fool myself and try to pretend But what's the good if there's another guy And he's playing the leading part? Velvet curtains draw the show to a close Our scene is over and the whole world knows Velvet curtains shut the light from my mind I leave the stage, put my memories behind Velvet curtains draw the show to a close Our scene is over and the whole world knows |
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People all around they look at you, and I have seen them sneer
But they don't realise how much I need you, so let me make it very clear That you won't have to worry just 'cos your clothes are torn Your windows they need cleaning and the weeds are growing high But Little Miss Nothing I won't pass you by You have no daddy to tell your troubles to, but don't you worry I'll share them with you We won't worry about the stormy weather, if you have troubles we'll share them together Your house is nearly falling, but I'll change all that for you Your windows they need cleaning and the weeds are growing high But Little Miss Nothing I won't pass you by Now I will clean your windows, cut the weeds from high to low I will mend your rooftops, and the taps again will flow But Little Miss Nothing I won't let you go |
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There's an emerald sky
Silver birds flying by Purple trees all around Velvet grass on the ground Then I see a face, of the girl who's calling me And love is in my eyes for this girl was just a dream When I awake she is gone And I return to reality When I awake she is gone Because it's just a dream, a fantasy Then the morning light Slowly flows into night And I close my eyes And reality dies Again I see the face of the girl who's calling me And now she's in my arms but this love can never be When I awake she is gone And I return to reality When I awake she is gone Because it's just a dream, a fantasy Again I see the face of the girl who's calling me And now she's in my arms but this love can never be When I awake she is gone And I return to reality When I awake she is gone Because it's just a dream, a fantasy When I awake....... |
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There's a man sitting in a concrete room
In a place full of emptiness and gloom With his head in his hands he's far away It's a long time ago since yesterday And now his hands, now his hands start to fall In his world of nothing at all And now his hands, now his hands start to fall In his world of nothing at all As a boy he had made so many friends Now they're gone loneliness just never ends And in that cold concrete room he trials the day Yes, the price of a life is hard to pay And now his hands, now his hands start to fall In his world of nothing at all And now his hands, now his hands start to fall In his world of nothing at all Close your eyes, there's nothing more to see Close your eyes and thank the world you're free There's a man sitting in a concrete room In a place full of emptiness and gloom With his head in his hands he's far away It's a long time ago since yesterday And now his hands catch the tears that start to fall In his world of nothing at all And now his hands catch the tears that start to fall In his world of nothing at all And now his hands, like the tears start to fall In his world of nothing at all Yes, now his hands, like the tears start to fall In his world of nothing at all And now his hands, now his hands start to fall In his world of nothing at all And now his hands, now his hands start to fall In his world of nothing at all Yes, now his hands..... |
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